Village Head's Debauchery



As I looked ahead, I noticed my mother had also slowed the movement of her fingers and the rhythmic slapping of her ass against the floor. "What's going on? Aren't you going to come and help me?" I raised a brow and asked, still enjoying the sight before me. My mother gently shook her head, releasing a tired sigh before standing up from the floor. Pulling her tulga down to cover her fleshy inner thighs and protruding butt cheeks, she walked towards us with a sense of exhaustion hanging over her like a cloud.

"You really caught her off guard," My mother said, brushing her hands through Reena's long black hair all the way down her back. She chuckled a little before adding, "From the way she looked at me before, I was certain she was going to last until you lifted her buttocks high and drove your hard penis into her vagina." She bent her head slightly to get a better look at my engorged shaft, still deeply embedded in Reena's soaked tingling pussy as her juices spilt on top of it before sliding down. Our mother shook her head once more before straightening her back and looking at me with an amused expression.

I couldn't tell if my mother was smiling because she thought I'd fucked Reena hard on purpose or if she was just happy for us, but I wasn't too concerned. I gestured towards the clay pot, still filled with water and urged her to help me pour water over Reena's body to cool her down and let her rest. My mother nodded in understanding and quickly took the scoop to pour water over Reena's sweating body. Once she was done, she took the clay pot to the tank to fetch more water for me to bathe. But just as I was about to take Reena inside our hut, I halted and turned abruptly towards the makeshift fence. I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

Without hesitation, my mother also abruptly stopped what she was doing and stood up, her eyes scanning the darkness. For what seemed like an eternity, we squinted and strained to discern the figures lurking in the shadows. It wasn't until the moon emerged from behind the clouds, casting an ethereal glow upon the scene, that we could finally make out the silhouettes of the mysterious figures.

My mother let out a long sigh, the sound reverberating through the quiet night. "Don't worry," she said wearily, waving her hand dismissively at me. "It's just our neighbours. They probably heard the noise and wanted to make sure everything was alright." With that, she gave me permission to go drop off Reena and return to take my bath.

As I made my way back inside the hut, Reena nestled safely in my arms, I was surprised to find Gina already asleep on the mat. At first, I thought nothing of it, but as I looked closer, I noticed her fingers still trapped between her thighs. A sudden realization hit me like a ton of bricks - Gina had fallen asleep while pleasuring herself.

I carefully placed Reena on the mat and walked out of the room, my mind and body congratulating themselves for a successful night as I began to look forward to Gina becoming my partner as she was the last individual remaining.

With a light step, I made my way back to the backyard to take my bath. As I approached, the sound of various voices mixed with my mother's own reached my ears.

Peering through the doorway, I caught sight of two striking women - one with long, silky black hair tinged with silver and blue, and another with hair as clear and pure as silver itself. Without hesitation, I made my presence known, striding confidently towards my mother and standing at her side.

My mother halted mid-sentence, turning towards me, before turning to refocus her eyes on the two women with a serene expression on her face. "Since you're already aware of Orion's memory loss," she said curtly, "I don't think I need to explain everything."

Meanwhile, as my mother's words trailed off, I couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise wash over me. Looking at the two women in front of me, I didn't need anyone to tell me that these were the rest of Grandma Celia's hut mates.

"Don't worry, we understand," said the woman with the striking blue and silver hair. She was dressed in a strapless grey knee-length dress, much like Grandma Vivian and the rest of her hutmates. However, my attention was drawn to the other woman, who held my gaze with a quiet intensity. Unlike the rest, she wore a long-sleeved dress with hems that almost made it stop at the middle of her thighs.

Although I didn't understand why the woman with the clear silver hair wore a dress with a hemline that stopped where the traditional tulga in the village also ended. As Grandma Celia had told me, women like them needed to put in an effort to cover their bodies, or risk getting unfriendly looks or people not even trying to look at them.

However, my thoughts were interrupted as the clouds parted, and a beam of moonlight shone down on their bodies. I couldn't help but admire their voluptuous figures, noticing how their breasts and buttocks might even compare to Grandma Celia or Vivian.

As that thought settled in, I couldn't help but admire her unique dress because I could already tell that just by looking at the front that her backside would surely show me enough ass cheeks to make my flaccid penis harden.

"Yes, don't worry about it," the woman with the silver hair reassured us. As I said before, we just took the opportunity to investigate the strange noises since we were returning from the farm." She nodded her head, and the other woman chimed in, "Besides, with the way strange noises come out of houses these days, it's fortunate that our two neighbours, including Tina and her partner, aren't currently around. Otherwise, another unnecessary argument might erupt sooner or later."

As my mother and the two aged women continued to speak, I kept silent and listened intently, picking up a few interesting details.